Back in 1984 I traveled from Paris to visit friends in London. Vonelli lived behind Harrods in a small studio where Eric Burdon of the Animals' wrote SAN FRANCISCO NIGHTS. His kindly landlady hailed from America.
Her daughter was a beauty.
Caroline Carey's boyfriend was a Saudi pilot. He bought us champagne. Crystal not Moet. His girlfriend introduced him as Salem bin Laden. He entertained us with stories about the Arab peninsula. The two were very much in love and later married in the UK.
In 1988 the heir to the Bin Laden fortune died in a freak flying accident in Texas not far from George W Bush's house in Crawford.
The crash of the Sprint ultralight aircraft occurred on my birthday. I was in New York. My alibi is strong. I can not say the same for George Bush, who sought to succeed Reagan as president. No matter what people said, his father was no wimp.
I couldn't find any photos of Salem, but the above picture shows Osama Bin Laden at Oxford. He's the one on the right and visited the university several years after Clinton studied as a Rhodes Scholar.
See the connection.
George Bush Senior was seated with members of the Bin Laden family on 9/11.
A breakfast in Washington for the ultra-right Carlyle Group.
See the connection.
It's a small world after all.
Especially when you belong to a big family.
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